letra de blxxdy since birth - majinblxxdy
[verse] (majinblxxdy)
sippin drank while i’m drivin, f-cked ’round spilled it on my shirt
spend my life on the mic, i swear this sh-t a gift and a curse
i come from the f-ckin bottom, from the mud, b-tch the dirt
always been an evil n-gga, baby, i been bl–dy since birth
don’t hype ‘yo mans up, just to get him posted up on a shirt
know some n-ggas don’t like me, but stalk my page, they love to lurk
[?] guap up from the first to the first
hopin’ things get better one day, ’cause my life been gettin’ worse
know some n-ggas turned they back on me, i can’t lie that sh-t hurt
and everytime i think about it, go right back to poppin’ percs
they had a hit out on my life, don’t judge if i charge you for the verse
i go through sh-t just like you, that’s why i’m workin’ wit’ the work
b-tch, i can’t give up
that hoe suck my d-ck to the point she gettin’ hiccups
i’m tryna catch a hat but the opps always keep they wig tucked
i clock you in, why the f-ck this n-gga put his fist up?
should i hit the trap or hit his b-tch to get my d-ck sucked?
[verse 2] (rxk nephew)
when i’m runnin’ wit’ the sack, b-tch i’m gettin’ gone
i’m not boutta pick it up ’cause i’m not talkin’ on no phone
you ain’t shoppin, don’t come in
slid him in, so let him in
i’m not tryna f-ck yo’ friend, i’m just tryna serve her gram
talkin ’bout i’m number one
i ain’t in the back, i’m in the front, wit’ the strap!
walked down, ain’t goin’ back
she like, “neph i love yo’ tats.”
then she f-cked the whole hood
i tell ’em all to pay me back
she actin’ lazy like she don’t wanna suck no d-ck
he broke as h-ll actin’ like he don’t wanna hit no l!ck
everyday i get up, b-tch, i get fresh as sh-t!
i wanted them bloomingdale’s, they caught a shoe sale
bro caught a crack sale, now he in that jail cell
don’t f-ck with credit boys, them n-ggas tattletale
i died came back to life, they said i’m goin’ back to h-ll
last month i made sixty-five thousand
i’m feelin like i’m broke, my conscience telling me i’m wildin’
i paid the whole gang, i’m feelin’ like the godfather
auntie talkin ’bout her problems, n-gga i’m the hood doctor
run some laps around these b-tches
n-gga dealing with hood problems
my n-gga served out, i’m hoping that my n-gga hood got it
been locked up, leaning on that his n-gga neph got it
i told the waiter “bring the tab to me.” ’cause b-tch that’s neph problem!
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